Just now, at the moment when Wen Meng was shooting, Wan Lin saw a mercenary on the opposite bank fall on the hillside out of the corner of his eye, and then saw a flash of fire behind the tree he had locked, Wan Lin quickly pulled the trigger, and then rolled to the second sniper point that he had planned in advance.

He rolled to the new sniper point and immediately raised his gun to the hilly area on the side, and fired two shots at the two little devil machine gunners who were spraying fire at Lin Zisheng on this side of his river, dumbing the opponent's two machine guns in one fell swoop, and quickly ordered: "Withdraw!" At the same time, the body rolled backwards.

The machine gun sound of the little devil suddenly stopped, and Lin Zisheng and Li Ping, who had been suppressed by the machine gun fire on the opposite side of the mountain, heard Wan Lin's order, and rolled back with their guns, and got up from the high point of the small hilltop and ran down the hillside behind, they knew that the leopard head had provided them with fire support. At this time, Wen Meng also held the gun and broke away from the sniper point in front of him, quickly rolled backwards a few times, got up and jumped down the hill.

The machine gun sound behind the "Da ......" suddenly rang out again, and a dense rain of bullets swept towards the stones that Wan Lin shot just now, and the mercenaries on both sides of the river all discovered Wan Lin's sniper point just now, and several machine guns immediately formed crossfire, and the rain of bullets hit the top of the mountain where Wan Lin was just now, and the dirt flew at any time, but Wan Lin had already left the sniper point just now, and was quickly chasing after the team in front.

Just now, Charlie on the other side of the river was leading the Black Hawks along the hillside of the river quickly, when he suddenly saw a scout in front of his queue rolling down the hill sharply, he immediately raised his gun and fired two shots in the direction of the ballistic, and he also flew towards a big tree not far away.

At this time, the surrounding Black Hawk team members also reacted very quickly, and when Charlie counterattacked, a machine gunner immediately turned his gun and swept out a shuttle of bullets at the top of the hill on the other side of the river, covering the rest of the team to hide.

Charlie threw himself behind the tree several times to observe the situation on the other side, but there was always a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was locked by the other party's sniper. He shook his head a few times, but the feeling lingered, and he hid behind a tree and did not dare to move.

He knew that he had quickly fired back two shots when the opponent's sniper was shooting just now, and he must have revealed his sniper identity at that time. But he believed that the bullet he fired back must have hit the opponent's sniper position, and the opponent would quickly switch sniper positions, and it was impossible to observe his position. But why do you still feel locked in? Charlie had some doubts in his mind.

Years of sniping in the rain of bullets and bullets have given him an instinctive reaction to danger, and he relies heavily on himself on this feeling on the battlefield, which is a premonition honed in countless fierce battles, and has saved his life many times on the battlefield.

Charlie squatted under the tree, raised his binoculars and looked across the river on the side, and saw that Ito and his party had disappeared, and on the opposite bank of the hill lay the corpses of two of their men, and the two hillsides were blazing with machine gun fire, apparently they were also hidden by the other party's sniping.

Charlie immediately understood that his pursuing troops had caught up with the opponent, and the other party set up a sniper position to delay the pursuit of his troops. And the opposing side should have at least two snipers, facing both sides of the river.

He immediately commanded into the microphone: "Machine gun cover, one group, two groups to attack!" Following his order, six Black Hawk mercenaries immediately emerged from behind the grass and trees, and quickly ran forward under the cover of machine guns. Charlie's face was pressed against the body of the tree and slowly poked half of his face out, observing the small hilltop on the opposite bank in front of him, and he could only see half of the top of the opposite hill from his position.

At this moment, he saw a faint spark suddenly flash from a crack in the rock, and he immediately leaned close to the tree and raised his gun to shoot. At the moment when he pulled the trigger, he suddenly felt a wave of heat pass in front of him, and a large piece of bark on the side of the tree on his chest suddenly flew up and hit the body of the gun he was holding hard, and the sniper rifle in his hand trembled violently.

Charlie was so shocked that he pulled back his gun and threw himself to the side, landing on the ground with a few tumbles and lightning on the back of a rock. Only then did he realize that the premonition of being locked by the sniper just now was not wrong at all.

He had thought there was no danger in hiding behind the thick tree, but the sniper rifle on the other side had been locked on to the place where he was hidden. At the moment when the muzzle of his gun burst into flames, another sniper on the other side immediately spotted his position behind the tree and gave him a shot against the tree. If he hadn't been well hidden, his body didn't stick out of the tree, and he would have been knocked down by the other party's shot.

The thrilling scene just now made Charlie break out in a cold sweat. He knew he was on the lookout for the opposing snipers; Similarly, the other party is also paying attention to himself as a sniper.

Charlie took a deep breath, leaned on the back of the stone and immediately looked at his sniper rifle, the sniper scope was already a little crooked, which was obviously hit by the flying bark, he gently fixed the sniper scope and looked down at the butt.

Suddenly, his originally calm blue eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were full of a look of incomprehensibility, staring at the butt of the L115A3 sniper rifle that he loved in the center of his hand.

The lower part of the butt has become charred black! The place where the Black Eagle insignia was carved on the lower part of the butt has become a blurred shadow.

Charlie stared at the black black eagle logo on the butt of the gun, and was stunned for a long time. This sniper rifle is like a part of his body, and with it in his hand, Charlie has nothing to fear in his heart. The black eagle on the butt of the gun is the honor of his Charlie, the symbol of his hard work, and this black eagle badge represents all the honors of a sniper!

Usually, even if there is a little dust on the butt, Charlie has to carefully wipe it off, and he has long regarded this excellent sniper rifle and the lifelike Black Eagle badge as a part of his life. But now, the black eagle that had been flying with its wings spread was blurred.

"Poof", Charlie spitted at the palm of his tactical glove, his palm vigorously wiping the black eagle pattern on the butt, his eyes full of hope. How he wished that the blurred Black Hawk had only been temporarily blackened by the smoke.

As his damp palm wiped, the golden eyes of the black eagle on the butt of the gun were gradually revealed, and the eyes were still spraying with a fierce luster, and the black eagle pattern gradually became clear, and an eagle with wings flying on the butt of the gun was displayed in front of Charlie's eyes again.

Charlie rubbed the butt of the gun again in ecstasy, and his gaze suddenly became like the eyes of a black eagle, the pupils in both eyes contracted sharply, and a fierce, cold light erupted from his eyes.